This uninspired product shot brought to you by all of the sleep Bossy didn’t get last night, as she tossed and turned in cotton waves, thinking about nothing and everything in particular.
Where were we? Right.
Fisherman’s Friend menthol cough suppressant lozenges. A couple of days ago Bossy thought she was coming down with a scratchy throat, just like she thought she was coming down with a fever, when really all along she was probably just coming down (from the holidays.)
So Bossy’s husband was all, “Take one of these Fisherman’s Friend lozenges now, and then take another in a few minutes, and your scratchy throat will disappear.”
And it did. He was even sweet enough to leave Bossy with the entire packet! And he encouraged her to pop a lozenge as often as necessary, even though Bossy now reads the directions on the back of the product and finds no support for his style of dosage, and instead learns that you should never exceed the recommended amount of one per hour.
Surely, Bossy’s husband, there are less mentholated ways to kill her?